Poems about Beach poems

Salt spray on your lipscrashing waves crescendo in your earsbreaking upon cragged rocksof ancient fearsuntil a gentle mistfrom the distance fallssubduing sound and windand wafting on the airth

somewhere in my darkness there was a sparktoday it ignited rare thoughts of you only seconds before....I had stuck the cold barrel of a gun directly beneath the gap in my front teethand into

At your side, I will stand, together we'll walk, through the sand. With the setting sun, and a summer breeze, reflecting our love, on the open seas. A walk on the beach, I will share, hand in hand, we

When I walk om Margate’s beachsomething is caught, in the sound of the breaking wavesand it echoes there forever more.The beach is wiped clearby the rushing watersof the high tide, but someh

The beach is where I want to go, To listen to the ocean voices ebb and flow.Lather on the sun block, And come near the shore and take a walk.The athletes playing beach volleyball, And listen to

I'll walk beside you hand in hand Where the golden surf cries out for land. With every dream within our reach Where the sea comes in to kiss the beach.Author: Hobert F. Herpin

FAT dragons spoil the fitches, plead says john, before i take thebeach boys away.FAT dragons put on a suit, wash teath, anddrive away, into hisown private hell.PLEAD says john, beforei take t

BeachSunny, warmQuiet, calm, wonderfulA place to thinkVacationAuthor: Kathryn Kwasny

The summer we spent at the beachleft us far from where we started.You were content to spend your days, nights, in quiet somnambulism.Spending endless days withoutwaking or caring or seeing the t

On a summer breakDo not read your law booksIt is a chance for you To the see the moon In boracay beachAuthor: RIC BASTASA

I am walking along a street, on soft asphalt, and I am sticking heels into the zebra. of the marquise on the other side firmly heated up. the crescent shaped bun stuffed with the chocolateis s

April Cannon Beach the sea lions too taken upby the sightsApril Cannon Beachwe join the sea lionsin their songs of praiseOregan Coast Marcha fountain of whalesEvery spring, gray whales mak